Su Yile's chest rose and fell a little, and he trembled, staring at the man, the cold, bleeding man, but used to order her.

"Hurry up!" Once again, a cold voice.

Su Yile burst into tears, "Hei Siyu, what do you mean?" She gritted her teeth and roared.

"Don't you understand? You give me again! Kuroji Yu flashed coldly.

"Ahh Su Yile accidentally tilted down because of the shaking of the house.

She slowly calmed down, raised her head, and looked at him, "Hei Siyu, I really don't understand what you're doing, don't you think it's funny what it means?" What are you? ”

"You don't have to understand, just be obedient!" Kuroji snorted coldly.

"Why! If you do this, I will do as you say? If you have the ability, you can hurt me too, and see if I will listen to you. Su Yile also sneered, looking at the blood on his head, from his temples, continuing to flow down, she gritted her teeth and stood calmly.

Kuros Mi seemed to have a skeleton that moved, "Hurt you?" ”

Su Yile listened to his words, hooked his lips, and nodded, "Yes, I should use my injuries, threats are, are you mistaken." The right way to persecute people. ”

Kuroji looked at her, as if thinking about this possibility.

Then, with a cold face, he walked towards her.

When Su Yile moved, he was still frightened and retreated, but he stood there calmly, waiting for him to realize what she said, and she knew that she couldn't escape.

If he wants to hurt her, it seems that she doesn't want to run away, and she should be treated like this once.

If she was really hurt once, she really, for the strongest reason, didn't she?

Hei Siyu walked in front of her step by step, but she smelled it, the already familiar smell of blood, really familiar, heh, how many times?

How many times, always like this, amnesia, don't remember, still like this!

Again, that's the way.

Kuroji Miju looked at the woman condescendingly.

Fragile shoulders, a trance-like look.

And then.

"Ahh Su Yile exclaimed again, and the person was lifted up in the air, "Hei Siyu!" What are you doing? ”

Su Yile screamed, but the glass slag on his head fell on her head, and she closed her eyes, feeling that it would fall on her eyes.

Hei Siyu was shocked and quickly put her down again.

Su Yile reflexively stepped back and glared at him.

Kurosa slapped the glass shards off his head with a blank face, and then tore his bloodstained shirt.

Su Yile watched his movements, his shirt was thrown away, he hit his shirtless, refined chest, she looked at it countless times, leaned there, countless times, and liked to sleep the most comfortably.

"Is there any glass?" Kuroji asked.

Su Yile looked at the man who was inexplicable, "There is blood." ”

Kurosi didn't react, and walked over again.

"Kurojimi! What are you doing? Su Yile called out.

Hei Si Yu pursed his lips, "I hurt you, see if it works." ”

Su Yile clenched his fists, "If you hurt me, you don't need to pick me up or anything!" Just wave your hand! My body can be shattered! ”

Hei Siyu's eyes wrinkled, "You dare to say some nonsense again!" He paused, raised his hand, and the lamp beside the bed fell.

Su Yile looked at his childish behavior, "It's all said!" Come to me! See if it works! She hummed.

(Battlefield Literature)